There was a time in my life when I was fascinated by reaching somewhere, somewhere better than where I was at that moment.
So, I was always relentless, restless, running, chasing one particular goal which I thought would make me happier.
I had reached several times at my preconceived destinations, but to my utter surprise, I didn't feel happier than I was. I didn't feel as if I had become something more than I was before.

It's not easy to just say goodbye to the thing, event, person.
Because without even knowing, within very short duration we feel like that thing, event, the person is something that is us, not only part of us but much more.
And then?